indignant

this is not a poem, if you don’t like that well fuck your self.

i’m mad, actually i’m angry, i’m angry at people in general no one really specifically, i’m mad no body has morals, or cares anymore, i’m mad nobody is real, i’m mad everybody copies everybody and judges people who are different, i’m mad we’ve all been seduced into believing that if we aren’t the same as everyone else we aren’t going to fit in, i’m sick and tired of trying to fit into groups of people, i’ve come to the realization i will never fit in anywhere and the sooner i can come to accept that the better, because i don’t want to fit in anywhere, i want to be my own category of crazy, i want to be the guy that people don’t like, i don’t care anymore, so fuck you and your opinions, because i’m done with your bullshit of fitting in. i’m done.